Seeing him come in, the security guard just glanced at him and then lowered his head to continue playing on his phone.
That was fine.
Liu Zheng actually didn't like dealing with people in this world.
Those jests and jokes were merely for survival.
But he soon had no choice but to interact, as he was stopped by the turnstile.
Even though the turnstile was not so high that Liu Zheng couldn't jump over it on the spot.
But only a fool would know that forcibly jumping over would certainly lead to a bad outcome.
Perhaps a laser grid would immediately appear and cut him into kebab-sized pieces.
Just as he was preparing to go communicate with the security guard, a white-collar worker approached him.
Her face was made up in an anime style, which looked like it was trained by an AI, because she had three ears.
"I can swipe my card for you,"
the white-collar worker offered voluntarily.
"Oh? Thank you, then,"
Liu Zheng stepped aside.
"But you have to give me your delivery bag,"
